Feng Jin was lying on the ground and still couldn't move, the silver hair on his body was getting darker and darker, thinking that it should be that the dead qi in his body was being sucked out by the Thousand Soul Silk. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Hua stopped a little at this time, Feng Jin didn't hear his movements, Luo Hua's howl just now brought him heavy psychological pressure, he had never heard such a painful scream, and Luo Hua wailed as if unconsciously, Feng Jin thought that maybe Luo Hua's soul was enduring great pain.

What kind of poison is Xueyan? The scholar's words didn't contain much information, and Feng Jin had heard of this kind of poison in the world for the first time, who planted this strange poison in Luo Hua's body?

Who is the person who wants to help Luo Hua transform his body? Didn't his parents know anything about it?

Many questions lingered in Feng Jin's heart, all of which could not be answered until Luo Hua woke up, but it was obviously difficult for him to wake up, the scholar said that Meng Po might be able to save him, but that Meng Po gave herself a slap when she saw her, and almost died in her hands, how could such a violent person help?

Feng Jin began to feel a little desperate, this time there was no play in the other side, and Luo Hua would never wake up, even if he didn't die, he would become a living dead, his soul was locked in his body and could not come out, and he had to endure great pain, which was unacceptable to Feng Jin.

"Senior, when will my injuries recover?" Feng Jin asked.

The scholar glanced over his head and said, "It's still far away, the dead qi hasn't been cleared yet, and now remove the Thousand Soul Silk, your life will still be in danger." I'm thinking, Aunt Meng doesn't treat you very well, if you can, I hope you can go into the house to heal, it's not a good thing to lie outside, it's still very dangerous in the sea of flowers on the other side. ”

"These flowers can suck souls, right?" Feng Jin asked.

"It seems that you know quite a lot, your current appearance is easy to be sucked away from your soul, these flowers on the other side will tear your soul to pieces, and Lord Yama can't save you when he comes!" Scholar Dao.

Feng Jin never thought that there was such a danger in hiding in the sea of flowers, and he was glad that he didn't touch these flowers with his hands, and the dry bones around the sea of flowers must have been sucked away because they wanted to climb the flowers on the other side with their bare hands, leaving their bodies to slowly die, and finally turned into white bones. I don't know how many years these white bones have been accumulated, it seems that there are a lot of people who come here from the human world to steal the flowers on the other side, but unfortunately except for Zhang Di, all of them died here, and they will never return to the human world.

The fiery red flower on the other side of the river was windless and automatic, and it shook slightly in unison, and the wind felt faintly bad, and it was the first time that he had seen the flower on the other side move for so long.

"These flowers...... What's going on? Feng asked the scholar.

The scholar glanced at it and replied nonchalantly, "It's okay, Meng Po is going to come out to water." ”

"Watering?" Feng Jin expressed confusion.

"The flowers on the other side grow very slowly, and they need yellow spring water to irrigate them, and Meng Po has to take care of these flowers every day, and it's almost time to water them." Scholar Dao.

Feng Jin didn't expect that there would be such a stubble, thinking that Luo Hua was still lying in the sea of flowers, waiting for Meng Po to sprinkle a scoop of yellow spring water, then he still had his life?!

"Senior, please save his life." Wind pleaded.

The scholar obviously didn't understand what Feng Jin meant, obviously he had already told him just now, and he had tried his best to save him, whether he could wake up or not depended on the creation of that kid, why did he start begging to save himself again?

Feng Jin continued: "Mortals can't touch the yellow spring water, and Meng Po will die if she sprinkles the water on him. ”

The scholar suddenly realized and said: "It turns out that you are talking about this, haha, you are too worried, he is now a dead man, even if he is stained with yellow spring water, it is nothing, in short, he still has to die, it is just a matter of time." ”

Feng Jin was speechless for a while, not knowing how to argue with him.

"Why aren't you leaving?" A voice sounded behind the scholar, and it turned out to be Meng Po. "Hey, this little doll isn't dead yet? Did you save him? ”

The scholar said: "You still have a breath left when you palm it, I feel curious, and my skills are itchy for a while, so I can't help but use a thousand soul silk ...... for him."

Meng Po's face changed, and she said viciously: "You dare to go against me? I want him to die, but Lord Yama doesn't dare not accept it, and you dare to intervene to save him? ”

When the scholar heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "Things can't be done too absolutely, if it wasn't for me just now, you would have made a big mistake." ”

"Y-what do you mean?!" Meng Po asked.

The scholar said: "He is the apprentice of Mu Xin Dao. ”

"Are you sure?!"

"He told me personally, I don't think he would lie, I saved him and repaid Mu Xindao's favor, you shouldn't say I'm nosy." Scholar Dao.

The woman snorted coldly and said, "What does this have to do with me!" Mu Xindaoren's debt to me back then hasn't been settled, but this time his apprentice sent it to the door himself, just in time to settle the account! ”

Feng Jin was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that his master was also related to Meng Po, what had they experienced before? Why did Meng Po keep gritting her teeth when she heard Master's name, could it be that Master had done something sorry for him before?

Master has never talked about his youth, Feng Jin has not heard nagging in the mountains for more than ten years, I always thought that he was just an ordinary Taoist priest, he knew some superficial Taoist skills, and he could barely eat with a mouthful of food, but I didn't expect that Master would have such a lot of experience and be able to have a relationship with Meng Po, how awesome was he back then? Feng Jin couldn't imagine it, thinking that he was so miserable, he always felt sorry for the master and his old man.

Meng Po turned her head and asked Feng Jin, "Your master is really a Muxin Daoist?" ”

Feng Jin nodded with difficulty, the scholar's thousand soul silk made him unable to move, this slight nod had exhausted the strength of his whole body.

"I really didn't expect that guy to accept apprentices, how many people wanted to worship him back then, he didn't accept them, look at you like this, you haven't learned much from him, how does Mu Xin teach his apprentices?" Meng Po said.

Feng Jin smiled bitterly, the master really didn't teach himself much, there were many things that the master didn't even want to talk about, and sometimes he wanted to ask him, and the master would strictly order him to stop exploring these questions.

"I used all my strength with that palm just now, why didn't you die on the spot?" Meng Po asked suspiciously.

Hearing this question, Feng Jin was a little broken, and Meng Po actually asked herself why she didn't burp immediately, if she told her that Young Master Ben was hard, she wouldn't give her another palm?

The scholar stood aside and comforted: "No matter how you say that Mu Xin Daoren also helped us back then, it's really not good for you to treat his apprentice like this, if you let him know and come to the door, how can you deal with him?" ”

Sure enough, it was still a scholar's words that were useful, and Meng Po was silent after hearing it, as if she was weighing the pros and cons, would sending Mu Xindao's apprentice to hell attract his revenge......

Meng Po looked at Feng Jin's eyes very unkindly, Feng Jin was still a spirit even if his body couldn't move, thinking that this old witch really wanted to destroy herself.

Feng Jin was scared for a while, and wanted to ask the scholar for help, but the scholar's eyes looked like he was unwavering, and he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations, thinking that this scholar seemed to have compromised with Meng Po, and chose to stand by Meng Po's behavior. (To be continued.) )